Leaning back in the cab, this amateur bloodhound carolled away like a lark while I meditated upon the many-sidedness of the human mind.

The great earthes wombe they open to the sky, / And with sad Cypresse seemely it embraue […]

“And stop calling it soccerball! gah! do any of the tickets say soccerball? no!“”

Black leather braces, chain-mail chest guards, and oval and circular shields are the clothing of choice for these women. Firelight flashes off of broadswords and deadly knives.